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THE COLUMBIAN, BLOOMSBURG, PA.
THIS OLD COUNTRY.
C wi1 tlinp or )d tlmp. we're with Uil
o.imitr.v mt;i:
V'!lh h.-r on the mountain tP. or llaln
il wn the till;! ,
I ui't i-nri liow corn's B sollln, If cotton I
nr low;
mIiI ?.nintry. tirothrcn. Is the boat ODS
tli.it we know!
(i in 1 tlniM nr bsil times, we're with thlf
i-miTtrv still.
I'vrrv time we feel her shake wc hats
fH-iMl'.v ehlll!
JJon't enre how things Is Roln , nor DOW
the tempests b'ow,
Tills here o!(l country, brethren, ll the DeJ
one that we know!
Oco'l times or bad times, we're with thlB
country still:
With her when we sow the grain, an wnett
we it to mill. ,,, . .
l).,u t eare wliat's In the future; wt 11 wMa-
t.e as we ifo,
For this country, brethren, It the best
oue that we know!
Atlanta Constitution.
BESS MONTROSS.
Outside In the (lark night the pine
trees were bendln and walling befora
the sweeping wind. Inside waa light
and music and the gentle murmur of
well-bred voices. Outside, an Alabama
forest; Inside, the comfortable parlors
of a winter hotel.
At a small table wepe two person
a man and a woman. While the muslo
went on they talked, In a carelesst
liaphaxard way, m If the matter under
discussion were only of the slightest
Interest; yet, when the music made
pause, they, too, were silent
An open magazine lay upon the table
before them. Some one waa playing
a waltz In bad time, and under Itt
cover the young man again took up
the conversational ball where his com
panion had dropped It
"I am sorry you don't like my story,
Eugenia." he said. "I rather fancy It
la the best thing I have done. If I
rould only have had space to expand
the Idea. However "
"It Is just the Idea I don't like," re
piled the girl whom he addressed a
Eugenia. "It la too greatly expanded
already. As usual, you have finished
off every phrase, every sentence, every
paragraph with the utmost polish of
which your art la capable; and It is
capable of a great deal. It is as flaw
less," she hesitated an instant for the
comparison, "na the moet perfect
pearl. And is a cold."
The young man flushed a little with
pleasure at her words of measured
praise, but relaspsed Into his habitual
composure as she finished.
"That is what I mean it to be," he
answered; "we hare had somewhat too
much of the human passions in our
literature. People are being taught
that a purely platonic affection cannot
possibly exist between a man and a
woman. I think differently."
"And so you would have them marry
without loving?" She said this with q
suggestive gathering of scorn about
her mouth.
"By no means," he interposed; bat
Just then the music stopped again and
he toyed with the eyeglasses in hli
hand. Aa he waa about to resume Eu
genia interrupted him.
"Yet you make your hero, Palmer
Ainsworth, chooso his wife aa he
would a horse with a calm considera
tion of what waa best suited to his
needs."
By this time the suggestion of scorn
had deepened until it Indicated posi
tive contempt, and the flashing glances
from Eugenia Kingdon's eyes denoted
clearly that she, at least, would not be
chosen in that manner.
"That is quite right," said her com
panion, with the stubborn persistence
that authors always show in defending
their work, whether they are right or
wrong; "you see, it led to happiness
for both."
"In your story yes. In real life It
would have been misery and shame
and humiliation to the woman when
she came to know how easily she had
given herself up."
"She would never know." He spoke
with a quiet emphasis that seemed to
invest the conversation with some per
sonal element that it had before lack
ed. Eugenia took advantage of another
lull in the music to avoid an immedi
ate reply.
Some one suggested dancing, and the
various groups about the parlor dis
integrated and reformed about a com
mon centre to discuss the proposition.
Eugenia rose to take part in this,
while her companion remained and
turned thoughtfully the pages that
scintillated with the bright and epi
grammatic, but icily cold, offpourlngs
of his pen.
Suddenly a voice interrupted his re
very: "Come, old man, don't sit here moon
ing. We are all going to the dining
room to dance. Let's see if we can't
make noise enough to keep out the
sound of the wind. It howls to-night
as if the witches were abroad."
Aylmers looked up curiously Into
the bronzed and bearded face above
him.
"Ah, Featherstone, you are here, are
you? Didn't know you could leave the
mlae and the black diamonds long
enough to show in society even the
society of the piney woods. And, by
the way, since when have you been
troubled with fancies about witches?"
Featherstone laughed softly.
"Not so long as you have about pla
tonic love, I Judge, Gordon. At least,
I have not attempted to develop my
fancies into a cult Yes, I've read it
Deucedly clever sketch, but I'm sorry
for you If you believe It."
Eugenia had come up and stood lis
tening as the men talked. At the first
pause she turned to Aylmers:
"Shall you dance, Gordon?" she ask
ed. "No, you know I don't care for it"
"We must do something to break
the monotony of this awful place. You
won't refuse, I hope," she said, with
an appealing glance at Featherstone.
"Only too happy. If Gordon will per
mit," was the ready but half-sarcaatlo
answer.
"Oh, don't mind me. I shall go out
and look for your witches, Hugh."
"And we will discuss your theory of
platonic love." replied Featherstone,
landing his companion away where the
strains of the violin were already call
ing the dancers.
It was very dark In the pines, now
that he was beyond the lights from
the hotel, and Aylmers started at find
ing some one crouching beside his
path. Pressing forward, he was able
tj distinguish the form of a woman.
She spoke to him tremuleusly, as if
imlf fearful of physical violence.
"Don't cond m away, sir, please,"
fcb.fi pleaded; "1 don't roean no harm
here."
Ily her voice he could tell she waa
bne of the people of the region; a peo
ple whs are crude, uncultivated, un
schooled, hut simple and kindly, yet
terrible when roused to passion.
"What are you doing here?" Aly
mers asked the question not because
he cared In the least, but because It
seemed incumbent upon him to make
some answer.
"I was waiting to see him when he
comes out," the woman said, hesltat
lngly, "I saw hlra through the window;
dancing, with his arm around that tall
dark, beautiful girl "
She stopped suddenly, aa if afraid
Bhe had said too much. There was an
ominous note In her voice, as if it was)
not well for this nameless one that
she had seen him with his arm about
that other woman. '
"You saw him dancing, eh? And
with another girl? Then you mean
your lover, I suppose? But how can
that hurt you? You will have him all
to yourself after awhile, won't you?
He spoke half mockingly, and his con
temptuous note caught the woman's
ear.
"I don't know why I should tell you,1
she answered sulkily. "I know you
are laughing at me. But I will, for I
must tell some one. No I shan't have
him after awhile, because he don't
care for me. But he shan't have that
other girt."
"My poor woman," said Alymers,
more gently than was his wont, "I
don't know whom you are talking
about, but If I did I should caution him
to look out for you especially on a
dark night like this. And my advice
to you U to go home and to bed."
"You don't know who I mean? Then
look!"
The woman seized his arm and point
ed back toward the hotel, where in the
sudden glare of light from an opaa
door two figures were revealed in dis
tinct silhouette.
Something in the attitude of the two,
in the way the man bent toward his
companion, and the intentnees with
which she appeared to listen to his
words, stung Alymers like a whip. He
turned to the woman with renewed in
terest; he began to understand the
passion that swayed her and to tee
some kinship with her.
"What is he to you?" he asked.
"I know him and he Is not like other
men. He is kind and gentle not
rough and coarse."
"But you see there is the other wo
man the one he is with now." In
spite of the hurt to himself he felt a
malicious pleasure in adding to the
woman's torture.
"What is she to me? Thatr
Aylmers heard a twig snap quickly In
her hands, and shrugged his shoulders
at the suggestivenees of the sound.
"Don't be rash, my good woman; It
won't pay. And it doesn't matter very
much If we don't get just what we
want"
"Maybe not; to you."
The man laughed at this ready ap
plication of his Thllosophy.
"Well, I am going in," he said, "and
it might spoil yjur chances If Feather
stone saw us here together. Besides,
this wind is too doleful."
"Much he'd care," she answered,
"and I like the wtnd. It suits me to
night." In the parlors an hour later the three
drew together again.
"I have had a unique experience,
Hugh," said Aylmers. "Out here in
the pines I chanced on an admirer of
yours, who had come out merely for
the pleasure of watching you through,
the windows."
Featherstone tried to suppress a
look of annoyance aa he answered:
"Bess Montrose, I suppose. A poor
I girl here who seems to have taken a
fancy to me. Why, I can't imagine."
Aylmers laughed easily.
"It waa too dark out yonder to Judge
' of her style of beauty," he said, "but
I think a man would have his hands
' full who would undertake to curb her
i temper."
Eugenia rose and walked away from
! them to the end of the parlor where
' the low windows led out upon the gal
lery. She paused there a moment andl
lifted the sash and stepped out into
the night. At a little distance beneath
the trees she could make out the form
of a woman. She stepped down fear
lessly upon the carpet of soft pine
needles.
"You are Bess Montrose," she said.
"Yes," answered the woman, boldly,
"Then tell me, and tell me truly, as
one honest woman to another, what
j he is to you."
! In the intensity of her feeling Eu
genia had seized Bess by the arm and
brought their faces close together, so
that she had only to whisper her last
words. And it was in a whisper that
Bess answered:
"He is mine mine mine!'
"In the sight of God?"
"In the sight of God yes." '
Eugenia touched her gently.
"My poor girl," she said.
But Bess shrank from her and fled
away into the night.
Featherstone was superintendent ot
the Lenoir mines, where they were
digging black diamonds from the
bowels of the earth. In the morning
this work called him away early, and
he left without having seen Eugenia
again. At the mine there was some
trouble for some days, so Aylmers and
Eugenia were left much to themselves
for companionship.
There was more restraint between
them now than there had been, and
Aylmers thought Eugenia looked pals
and troubled. As for himself, he was
noticeably lees ' self-possessed than
usual, and less ready In conversation.
Perhaps it was because neither felt
bright enough to start new topics that
the talk often went back to Aylmers'
story.
"Perhaps my criticism was too se
vere," said Eugenia. "It may be best,
after all, not to feel too strongly. One
Is safe, then, I can see your meaning
as far as that."
"Yes, and we can see what the other
extremes mean. That poor woman
whom I found the other night Is very
unhappy. It is because she cures for
Featherstone too much."
"Don't let us speak of her," Inter
rupted Eugenia. And then in self
contradiction she continued:
"But she is not .to blame. She has
not been educated up to our superior
plane. She has not learned that the
emotions are out Of date."
She spoke with a force, rapidity and
tlghtnes9 of tcno that caused Aylmers
to look at her In surprise.
"Sometimes I think I do not under
stand you, Eugenia," he said, "but yet
I want to."
He looked about the room to see If
there was any danger that he would
bo overheard, and then went on in an
even, careful tone:
"I want to understand you," he re
peated. "I wish that we might under
stand each other. I care very much for
you. If you will trust yourself to me
I shall try to keep you happy."
"And safe," she added, as if prompt
ing him to a word he had forgotten.
"Yes, and safe," he repeated, with
out noticing her manner.
"Which means," she said, adopting
his own even monotone, "that you wish
me to be your wife."
"Certainly," said Aylmers, "what
else could it mean?"
"Very well," she answered, "then I
will be Mrs. Gordon Aylmers. I think
I shall like the name."
At the approach of spring Aylmers
and Eugenia decided to be married be
fore their return to the North. There
was a quiet wedding in the hotel, and
Featherstone was among the guests.
When he congratulated the bride bs
whispered something in her ear that
made her turn pale. But she answered
him with careful distinctness:
"You forget that I know Boas Mont
rose." In the throng that surrounded them
as they went to the train Bess Mont
rose crept close to Eugenia,
"I lied to you that night," she said.
"I thought I would tell you. But If
you had not given him up I would
have done with you like that!" And
again she broke a twig sharply in her
hands.
When Aylmers and hla wife had
gone Featherstone mounted his horse
and rode gloomily toward the mines.
On the road he came upon Bees. She
made a gesture aa though she would
stop him.
"Out of my way!" he cried, with an
oath. "You have already done me
harm enough. Let me never see your
face again."
When he had gone on a little way
he drew rein suddenly, turned and
rode back to where the woman wait
ed. "Bess," he said, "how much do you
care for me?"
The woman laughed drearily.
"Don't you know? I've lied to keep
you here; I've sold my soul to the devil
to drive her away."
Featherstone looked at her closely.
She was not uncomely, albeit illy
dressed and showing the unmistakable
marks ot toll and poverty.
Hugh reached down and took her
hand.
"Come, Bees," he said gently; "let
us go to the parson. Perhaps this is
best after all. Neither of us is pla-tonls."
A Readies Empire.
As might be expected, the roads In
Southern China are not remarkable for
their excellence. In a town the street
Is seldom wider than from five to fif
teen feet - Between great cities there
runs what is called a "great road,"
kept in moderate repair, and some
times exceeding eight feet in width.
Half a day's Jouprney from Amoy lies
the "great road" that runs almost
straight from Pekln to Canton. The
peculiarity of it consists in no conse
cutive thirty yards being of the same
description. One part is composed of
loose shingle, another is paved; here
it mounts on the top of a mudbank,
there It descends Into a narrow dltcff.
The farmer plows up the highway to
increase the size ot his field; or he
will take it into his head to construct
a pond for irrigation purposes where
the road used to be.
South of the Yang-ste-Klang a
wheeled vehicle Is out of place. In the
north tho roads are better, and among
a variety of methods of travelling the
wheelbarrow plays a great part as a
means of locomotion. The labor of
propulsion Is assisted by hoisting a
sail when the wind is favorable, and
on ordinary occasions by attaching a
mule in front There is no more lu
dicrous sight than that of a pompous
Chinese gentleman bumping along, his
round cheeks quivering like a Jelly,
while a perspiring coolie pushes the
shafts behind, and endeavors to keep
the wheelbarrow balanced. The spring
leas one-horse cart, which has to en
counter roads of the roughest kind
makes no provision for bodily comfort
It Is stated on good outhorlty that the
servant of a British Ambassador ac
tually got concussion ot the brain from
lying down when 111 in the body of a
cart ot this kind. The writer had a
somewhat similar experience when
riding on a mall cart over a corduroy
road in British Columbia. Being sleepy
he left the spring seat, fixed In front
and holding three persons, and lay
down behind. It was impossible to
stay there long. Bumping over the
round tree trunks ot considerable di
ameter, which formed the pavement,
the hard wooden cart seemed to rise up
and smite every portion of his body.
A rougher system of making a road
can scarcely be imagined.
Not less remarkable than the
wheelbarrow was the method employ
ed in Nepaul in the time of Tavern! er,
the traveller, and prevailing in some
out of the way places still, of carry
ing passengers up and down mountain
tracks. The women of the country of
fer themselves as porter's. On their
shoulders they wear a strap, to which
a large cushion Is attached where the
traveller seats himself. It takes three
women, rellevetng one another from
time to time, to carry a man in this
rough district London Standard.
What Nest ot Birds Will Eat.
Think of a bird-nest with five young
ones in it. Every young bird needs,
on the average, fifty caterpillars a day,
that makes 250 a day. The young birds
are fed by their mother for about thirty)
days, disposing ot about 7,600 cater
pillars. Each one of these pests eats
its own weight in leaves and blossoms
every day. If each of these caterpil
lars eats but one blossom a day this
represents the enormous loss of 226,
000 blossoms; and suppose only tea
blossoms in each hundred would have
ripened into a fruit we would stilt
have 22,600 apples or pear less but
for the nest of birds.
He Young Pluglelgh is going to tha
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